I am the dark of the sea; look deep and know me.

I am the depths beyond depths, the void without end, the silence that whispers secrets none dare tell.

I am she who holds the keys to all mysteries, the keeper of what lies hidden, the darkness that guards the unknown.

I am the waves that pull you into my heart,

the ebb and flow that stirs the soul and stills the breath.

I am the whirl and the churn that crashes upon your shore,

carving your spirit, shaping your bones with salt and shadow.

I am the murmur of ancient waters, the pulse beneath the tides.

I am the storm and the silence that follow,

the pull that beckons you to venture deeper,

to surrender to the call of all you have yet to understand.

In my depths lies truth veiled in darkness,

in my embrace, the secrets you seek and fear.

For I am the dark womb of the sea, where all begins and all returns—

know me, and you shall know yourself.